Not To The Swift, The Race: Not

A River Is The Most Human And Companionable Of All Inanimate Things. It Has A Life, A Character, A Voice Of Its Own; And It Is As Full Of Good Fellowship As A Sugar Maple Is Of Sap. It Can Talk In Various Tones, Loud Or Low, And Of Many Subjects Grave And Gay.... For Real Company And Friendship There Is Nothing, Outside Of The Animal Kingdom, That Is Comparable To A River.

Be Glαd Of Life, Becαuse It Gives You The Chαnce To Love αnd To Work αnd To Plαy αnd To Look Up αt The Stαrs; To Be Sαtisfied With Your Posessions, To Despise Nothing In The World Except Fαlsehood αnd Meαnness αnd To Feαr Nothing Except Cowαrdice; To Be Governed By Your αdmirαtions Rαther Thαn By Your Disgusts, To Covet Nothing Thαt Is Your Neighbour's Except His Kindness Of Heαrt αnd Gentleness Of Mαnners; To Think Seldom Of Your Enemies, Often Of Your Friends And To Spend αs Much Time αs You Cαn With Body αnd With Spirit.

There Is A Loftier Ambition Than Merely To Stand High In The World. It Is To Stoop Down And Lift Mankind A Little Higher.

Man Said, "i Am Tired Of Kings! Sons Of The Robber-chiefs Of Yore, They Make Me Pay For Their Lust And Their War; I Am The Puppet, They Pull The Strings; The Blood Of My Heart Is The Wine They Drink. I Will Govern Myself For Awhile I Think, And See What That Brings!

Happiness Is Inward, And Not Outward; And So, It Does Not Depend On What We Have, But On What We Are.